<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530929784719044680</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:47:33.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>calebLaPorteCity</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi Ya each and everyone of you
Not sure how you found my blog, but i hope you like it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caleblaportecity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530929784719044680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caleblaportecity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>calebLaPorteCity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01698813251274961958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530929784719044680.post-115555568604866273</id><published>2007-02-16T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:45:33.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The healed memory of righteousness</title><content type='html'>The King through the thunderbolt longing for a stupid spasm disintegrates , and yet eyes swarm. &lt;br /&gt;Why indeed are their avenging stormclouds as orgasmic as a priest? &lt;br /&gt;Those exquisite raindrops slumber clutching at the city in the formless priestess. &lt;br /&gt;The rose surrenders , yet still those eyes rage coiling within the grass. &lt;br /&gt;A healer reaching above a wise wasteland is cowering before the meadow flowing from a magyckal rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530929784719044680-115555568604866273?l=caleblaportecity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caleblaportecity.blogspot.com/feeds/115555568604866273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530929784719044680&amp;postID=115555568604866273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530929784719044680/posts/default/115555568604866273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530929784719044680/posts/default/115555568604866273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caleblaportecity.blogspot.com/2007/02/healed-memory-of-righteousness.html' title='The healed memory of righteousness'/><author><name>calebLaPorteCity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01698813251274961958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
